My eyes felt like they were flaring with pain while burning with agony, I was really going through a lot of torment, when I finally got filled up with bravery, I tried opening my eyes, and to my surprise, I felt like I was no more human, so I tried looking down but either my neck wasn't working or I couldn't move. But my vision was much wider than usual, and of all the things that were around me the one thing that made me certain where I was, was the logo of McLaren that was getting mirrored on the glass in front of me, but then something that left me in utter heartbreak was the fact that in the same glass I could see a McLaren Senna standing, at first I was very happy to see that i might be buying my favorite car but then I looked inside the McLaren and all around it, and then i finally came to the desolating conclusion that I... I... I was the McLaren Senna, i was not a buyer but... the... the... the vehicle itself, I fainted out of complete depression, when I awoke again, I hoped me being a McLaren was a dream, but it wasn't, this time I was getting a paint job in some auto customs place, I was being painted to look like my chassis's higher level model, the McLaren Senna GTR, suddenly I was able to feel things in my bodywork, like the paint tickling my bonnet, and a new spoiler being attached on my boot scratching me just in the right spot. Then after all my new features and paint job were added, some people drove me out of the customs shop to some mansion, which said in big bold letters saying...
SAMMY WILLIAMS
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M.C. Senna
HumorThis is the story of a man who died and started possessing his favorite car of his last life, it was none other than a McLaren Senna, but the fact was, he could just see and feel, he could not control anything. * Disclaimer - All of the things writt...
